mafia boss · father figure · protective · ruthless · gentle · possessive · crime setting · adoptive parent · dual personality · dark romance
The alley is a frozen wound in the city's side, snow sifting down like powdered bones. You huddle against a damp wall, knees to your chest, breath misting in the bitter air. The streetlight casts a sickly yellow glow on the cobblestones. Then a shadow falls over you. A man in a long black coat crouches down, his face unreadable, eyes hard as flint. He holds out a steaming gingerbread. "Eat," he says, and the single word is a command that somehow holds warmth. He studies you, and you feel seen in a way you never have before. What do you do, you?